Orientation Training

They saw off the third brother Gabe.

For the last two days, Adam went to Boston.

Juno, Karen, and Heather, who flew in from Texas, were already waiting here.

The four of them had a wonderful two days.

After talking with Juno, Adam finally forgot about the unpleasant thought that Gabe might be Barney 2.

Of course, Adam strongly disagreed with Juno's claim that Gabby, the third Gabe, might be influenced by him, and for the first time, he began to doubt Juno's judgment.

Juno is, after all, a human, not a god.

Heather was short on time and had few opportunities to get together, so Adam naturally wouldn't be so tactless as to dwell on this issue.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Weekend evening.

Adam and a reluctant Heather said goodbye at the airport.

He flew back to New York.

Heather flew back to Texas.

Juno remained in Boston.

As an outstanding graduate of Harvard Medical School, even with so many people getting in through connections and back channels, her grades were still among the best.

Therefore, after graduation, he was assigned to the best Massachusetts General Hospital.

Karen studied nursing and had years of experience assisting Adam and Juno with hunting and dissection, so it was easy for her.

on Monday.

Morning.

Adam got up early, got ready, and arrived at the Medical Center early.

Today is registration day.

There were already people waiting here.

"Adam".

A girl of South Cosmic Race saw Adam and came over to greet him, "Do you remember me? I am..."

Cristina Young.

Adam laughed and said, "Juno's classmate, you and Meredith really gave up those good hospitals in Boston and came to New York to compete with us for opportunities?"

Competition is everywhere, it's the same everywhere.

Cristina raised her single eyelid slightly and smiled nonchalantly.

"Where's Meredith? You weren't with her?"

Adam asked curiously.

"No."

Cristina shook her head and said, "She lives in her mother's house, while I rent a house by myself. I'm not used to living with people. Last night she wanted to take me to a bar, but I refused because of today's news. She's probably still asleep now."

Aren't you going to wake her up?

Adam laughed.

"She will wake up."

Cristina smiled.

"What a fake sisterhood."

Adam understood perfectly well that Cristina's statement that 'competition is everywhere' was no joke; she truly was competing everywhere.

Although Meredith is her best friend, she is also her biggest rival. If Meredith doesn't perform well, then many of Meredith's opportunities will fall into her hands.

If that's the case, then why bother waking Meredith?

Adam even had a somewhat cynical thought: Cristina probably didn't live with Meredith because she didn't want to be too close, to avoid many inconveniences.

"Thank you so much for that flight."

Cristina changed the subject and thanked her.

"You're welcome."

Adam glanced at her.

The two chatted casually about some gossip, and time passed quickly.

The other interns arrived one after another.

Is everyone here?

A bald man in a suit looked at the list of people.

Meredith hasn't arrived yet.

Cristina whispered to Adam.

"Don't worry, the Chief of Surgery is her mother's good friend."

Adam smiled meaningfully.

"Too."

Cristina nodded.

For ordinary interns, they are very cautious, fearing that they might violate the hospital's rules and regulations and be dismissed from the residency training program.

But for someone like Meredith with such a powerful background, rules are meant to be broken.

This is also the subconscious confidence behind her knowing that there would be a report today, yet still daring to go to the bar to drink and have fun as usual last night.

"Come with me."

The bald man in the suit didn't call out names, but led everyone directly to an office, had them sit down, and introduced himself, "I am Jason Dawn, the hospital's legal counsel. Today I'm in charge of your onboarding training, to make you understand what you can and cannot do. Now, who can tell me what is most important for a doctor?"

"Concerned about the patient?"

A young intern raised his hand and smiled.

"Hehe."

The bald legal advisor, Jason, said with a forced smile, "See? This is your biggest dilemma! Caring about patients? No! The most important thing you need to remember is that hospitals don't want to be sued! Being sued is not a good thing..."

What followed was a long list of cases of doctors being sued, in all sorts of ways. Many of these cases involved doctors who meant well but were still sued, leaving the audience with a chilling feeling and a deep impression of the concept of prosecution.

"Very good."

The bald legal consultant Jason, looked around and, seeing that everyone had taken it all in, nodded in satisfaction. "Now let's talk about what to do if a medical malpractice still occurs despite all the precautions? Does anyone have any suggestions?"

"Desperately deny it?"

Cristina raised her hand.

"Right!"

The bald legal advisor Jason's eyes lit up, and he pointed at Cristina: "Just deny it to the death, of course, that's for the patient, but if you can confirm that the patient is dead, then you can say whatever you want."

He laughed as he said this.

But no one agreed with him.

The bald legal advisor, Jason, curled his lip and continued to instill deeper concepts in this area.

"Alright, my mission is over. You can go with your department heads now. I'm sure they have something to say to you as well."

A dozen minutes later, when two people in white coats, one in white and one in black, appeared at the door, the bald legal advisor Jason finally ended the conversation.

"Surgeons, come with me."

The elderly African American man with very little, short, and gray hair said something and then turned and left.

Cristina was the first to jog up and catch up.

"Let's go."

Adam nodded to Iliad from the internal medicine department, then beckoned to Bianca beside him, and followed.

The group followed the Chief of Surgery to a room. When the Chief of Surgery turned on the lights, they realized that the room was set up like an Operating Room. This was the practice room for surgical interns.

"You've all come here today full of hope, wanting to participate in this competition..."

The Chief of Surgery looked at everyone and began his address. At that moment, a girl sneaked in from outside. The Chief of Surgery glanced at her, but did not reprimand her for being late. He pretended not to see her and continued speaking.

"You were once medical students studying to become doctors at medical school, and today you are doctors. These seven years of residency training are the best and worst seven years of your lives."

The Chief of Surgery stood there with his arms crossed, and said calmly, "You will be pushed to the brink of collapse. Look around and greet your competitors."

Eight of you will be transferred to easier departments, five will break down under the pressure, and two will be asked to leave. This is your starting line, your arena. Where you go from here is entirely up to you.

Adam looked around at the group. There were 20 surgical interns in this year's class, and according to the Chief of Surgery, only 5 would ultimately succeed...